“One thing’s sure. Inspector Clay is dead. Murdered. And somebody’s responsible.”

The rain is back, but it’s a light rain, a tolerable rain. The day is warmer than expected. Gracie and I are going to the dump later. I also need to hit the store for a few essentials like cream for my coffee and bread. Gracie has only one can of dog food left so I’ll stop at Agway. I am not in an errand mood.

Decorating the house for Christmas is fun, filled with anticipation and memories of Christmases past. Cherished ornaments take their places in the front of the tree, and I move them around until they are just right. The tree is most beautiful at night with its lights brightening the room and reflecting in window panes. Soon enough, though, it will be time to take down Christmas. I usually do it all in one day as I don’t want remnants of Christmas hanging around, too much regret at its passing. Once I’m finished and Christmas is back in the cellar the rooms look bland. The only lights which stay all year are in the windows and in the kitchen where the shell lights and the pepper bunch light up the whole corner. After New Year’s is take down day.

I love the syfy channel, and I love comically bad movies, but sometimes my suspension of disbelief just can’t fight the absurdity. Cars chase running people who stay in the middle of the road. Veering toward a sidewalk between parked cars is never given a thought. Standing and watching a car flying right at you in a storm is common. The next shot is always the car and a body underneath it. Storms and strange prehistoric creatures bring out the silliness more than most plot details. A creature appears. Some idiot standing in a field stays there and the next thing is he is being flown away with his legs dangling from the creature’s mouth, sort of a take-out dinner. As for me, I admit I watch anyway. I really do love the absurdity.

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10 Comments on ““One thing’s sure. Inspector Clay is dead. Murdered. And somebody’s responsible.””

  1. olof1 Says:

    Nasty cold here last night but it gave us a rather wonderful world covered in frost. A few more nights like that and the rime will be thick and beautiful but it will turn already tomorrow they say.

    I wasn’t in errand mood either but as I sat here writing todays post I suddenly felt it was best to go shopping today and not toimorrow as planned, a good decision since there were almost no people at the supermarket.

    I normally piuck everything down twenty days after Christmas, an old tradition here. It is when Knut has his names day and then families dress their trees with candy and let children “rob” it 🙂 We say Yule spruce robbing 🙂 On twentieth day Knut, Christmas is thrown out (ut in swedish), sound so much better in Swedish 🙂

    Have a great day!
    Christer.

    • olof1 Says:

      I forgot! I wish I had the Scyfy chanel here! Our channel six show many shows and films from that channel but not nearly enough 🙂

      I always tell myself that those person are petrifed with fear and can’t move 🙂

      But they can also do exactly what the experst says theu shouldn’t do, like run aroun in high grass, as in the Jurassic movies. Everyone run around like crazy in the high grass, they should be quiet but all shout like mad 🙂 🙂 🙂 and of course, they do walk down into the cellar all alone in the dark with just a bad flash light 🙂 🙂

      Christer.

      • katry Says:

        Christer,
        I have a bunch of B movie people made of plastic. They are too funny. Their mouths are open and their arms raised in fear, just like in the movie.

        I love it when these blood and walk right toward it. I’d be off in the other direction.

    • katry Says:

      Christer,
      We have a warm day. The rain has stopped but it is still damp. I went to do errands, and the roads were just about empty. I was in and out quickly.

      I had to go today as the dump is closed the next two days and I didn’t want trash stuck in my trunk.

      Both trees are lit, and the rooms look lovely. I’ll hate when it is time to take them down. I like the custom of filling the trees with candy for children. My tree goes to the dump where it is saved to used against the sand to stop beach erosion. Not a bad way for a tree to end up.

      Have a great evening!

  2. flyboybob Says:

    My better half does not enjoy SiFi and reluctantly accompanied me to see The Empire Strikes Back. That was the last SiFi flick she saw. I took my son to see the last installment. I have to sneak the SyFy channel when she’s sleeping. I guess the only good thing about the Cold War was the number of low budget B SiFi movies that were made during the 50s. Who can forget Plan 9 from Outerspace.

    Yesterday I had to pick up a prescription at Walmart and it wasn’t very crowded. I made sure to stay away from the malls or the other big box stores. Today the sun is shinning and a cool day with the temperature near 50 degrees. The Artic air is on it’s way here by Tuesday with a below freezing New Year’s Eve forecast with a slight chance of wintery mix.

    • katry Says:

      Bob,
      That movie is so bad it is funny. You can see the strings on the saucers, and when Bela Lugosi died during the filming, Ed Woods substituted his dentist. That is why you never see the face behind the cloak, not to mention he’s taller than Lugosi.

      I had three stops to make including the dump and all three places had few people. The most were at the store where I buy the animal food.

      We have 30˚ weather coming later in the week. I’ll not complain as it has been quite warm.

  3. Birgit Says:

    First snow since spring 2013 🙂 It won’t last long.
    No aliens today but Norwegian trolls and more. I’m just listening to an old Peer Gynt radio play.
    Great music, love Waits and the songs of the WD soundtrack you’ve posted so far.

    • katry Says:

      Birgit,
      I wondered if anyone would know the source of the two songs. It is a favorite program, and I love the music.

      The Waits needed to be played it is such a good one.

      A little snow is perfect.


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